Quite fanatic this palindrome,
Clad in age, the scent of the fallen.
When luscious purple transmogrifies
in golden coffers performing a litany
So seductive with no verb in site, it becomes
an embodiment beyond simple mystery.
The etching inside the wall will remind us,
We can not cut ourselves from the Whole.
Forced to convey some sense of caring,
Knowing no amount of damn will help.
Yet still within a secret sum, a new addition,
Gestalt and bewitched. We shake our lashes
with the ease and discord. Scare away the sharks,
May they never fly again.
Clad in age, the scent of the fallen.
When luscious purple transmogrifies
in golden coffers performing a litany
So seductive with no verb in site, it becomes
an embodiment beyond simple mystery.
The etching inside the wall will remind us,
We can not cut ourselves from the Whole.
Forced to convey some sense of caring,
Knowing no amount of damn will help.
Yet still within a secret sum, a new addition,
Gestalt and bewitched. We shake our lashes
with the ease and discord. Scare away the sharks,
May they never fly again.